After Song Qingmei pulled me into the hall, she let go of my hand and continued to laugh.

"Song Qingmei, you ......" I looked at Song Qingmei's smiling face, speechless for a while.

"You have to say that, you think it's my problem? I have to get up early tomorrow, so you can go wash and sleep! Don't think about it, you still have to prepare for the game? After Song Qingmei finished speaking, she looked at me carefully, and finally landed on my crotch, and muttered: "The cost is okay!" ”

"Huh!" After speaking, I went back to the room by myself and ignored Song Qingmei.

When I got back to my room, my heart calmed down again.

The hustle and bustle of the city is different from the tranquility of the mountains, which always makes people easily impetuous.

I went back to the bathroom, turned on the showerhead, and washed my head straight away, and then calmed down.

At night, I also remember how I fell asleep, but when I got up in the morning, I found that Song Qingmei came to my bed and her eyes came to me.

Luckily I had clothes on me, otherwise I would have been too embarrassed!

"Song Qingmei, why are you here?" I looked at Song Qingmei, changed into another outfit, and didn't care about her beside me.

Since she dared to come in, she must have thought of this scene as well.

"I'm not telling you, wake up early today! Let's go, let's go to the casino! Song Qingmei saw that I was already dressed neatly, and said coldly, judging the two of them.

I'm still used to Song Qingmei's cold attitude, at least we won't intersect.

This woman is so scheming, I don't like it very much.

After walking to the lobby, I found that Wu Shuang had been waiting there for a long time.

Also, the middle-aged foreigner from yesterday was smiling at me.

I also smiled awkwardly, not knowing what to say. We don't speak the same language, and we probably can't speak anything.

After everyone arrived, Song Qingmei got into a car with me and my cute girl. And Wu Shuang, Da Zhuang, and middle-aged foreigners got into another car.

At the same time, there are some people behind us who seem to follow us, following us in an orderly manner.

In the car, I sat in the middle of the two women, which was logically more comfortable. But one was cold, the other glared at me, and I wondered.

In this case, it is better to go to Wu Shuang's side.

"Wait a minute, do you want to gamble?" Song Qingmei's cold eyes looked at me, which made me shudder.

"This kind of luck thing, forget it. Miss Song's family has a big business, so naturally she doesn't care about this little money! "I quickly refused, I felt that this time it was definitely not as simple as going to the casino.

After Song Qingmei finished asking, she didn't continue to ask the second question.

It wasn't until we came to a very large building that the car came to a slow stop.

Song Qingmei led me and the cute girl and walked in directly.

When I went in, I found that it was really a casino, and there were a lot of people.

There are all kinds of gambling methods in it, and it is a paradise for gambling enthusiasts. Of course, it could also be their grave, and they lost their fortunes overnight.

"It's a big casino, at least on the surface!" Song Qingmei said, and took me and the cute girl to a door guarded by two people.

She showed a card, and the two of them let them go.

When we went in, I found that the place was huge, and there were more gamblers and more crazy.

All around is a variety of shouts, as lively as a street market.

After walking through the lively casino, Song Qingmei led us to another door, which was a dark door, and there were four loaded people holding the handle next to the door, which looked very strict.

Song Qingmei took out another black card from her bag, and they let us in.

It wasn't until I entered the dark door that I realized that this was the place where my fate would be decided, the place where the international boxing tournament was held.

Some Americans seemed to be shouting something, a stout black man, wrestling with another massive white American.

It seems that both of them are seriously injured, and both have scars of varying degrees.

Probably the two were evenly matched, and the number of wounds was about the same.

Just when everyone thought they were going to tie, the black man suddenly exerted his strength and crushed the white American to the ground.

Gradually, white Americans lost consciousness and fainted on stage.

At the end, I actually saw the calm smile of the black man, as if I had expected this for a long time.

I was a little sweaty, and I dared to feel that everything that the black man had just done was pretending, just to paralyze the white American man, and then give him a fatal blow.

What a perfect disguise, but unfortunately under my breathing, I still know his movements very well.

Although the black man is brave, but after all, he is limited, as long as he finds his weakness, he can defeat the strong with the weak.

"Have you finished reading it? What do you think? "Song Qingmei saw that I was staring at the fight above, so she didn't continue to walk and watched with me.

"What do you think? If it's a simple contest of strength, I have no chance of winning if I fight them! I sighed,

In fact, I deeply understand that even if we Asians are too strong, they can't resist their strong bodies. This is an essential difference and there is no comparison.

Of course, I'm sure I'm as strong as that black guy now.

But the process is different from that of black people.

"If you're so pessimistic, it's better to surrender earlier! I don't want you to die here! Song Qingmei said coldly and led me forward.

The boxing arena in front of me seemed to be just a warm-up, and I followed Song Qingmei to the inside, and found that it was bigger and there were more people.

There were two people fighting at the scene, both black, about twenty years old, which is a very strong age.

They have one thing in common: they are young and strong!

The so-called boxer is afraid of being less strong, even if he is a powerful person, he can't resist the invasion of time.

Generally, people who fight boxing tournaments, after passing their peak, basically have to leave the ring!

Otherwise, when they can't, it's their time to die!

But the fighters almost did not succeed in quitting, but were killed!

I suddenly thought of my own fate, and did I, like those men, fight until I die?

"What are you thinking?" Song Qingmei suddenly grabbed my ear and said, her expression a little dissatisfied.

"Think about something, you should have come here to explore the path today, why didn't you see Wu Shuang?" I wondered, looking around, there was no figure of Wu Shuang at all, and there was no shadow of that middle-aged foreigner.

Although the average height of Americans is relatively tall, how can Da Zhuang have to be 1.9 meters so as not to be drowned in the crowd?

"They're watching from another field! Rest assured, just take a look today to familiarize you with it. When it really starts, I hope you win! Song Qingmei suddenly became serious and became a little serious.

"Hopefully!" I said, watching the fight on the field. 、

These two blacks, one at the level of power and the other at the level of quality, each have their own advantages. The height is about the same, it should be more than one meter ninety, and the boxing style is rarely different.

The power-type black man punched to the flesh, and the speed of the punch was so fast that it seemed to be sure of victory.

But the quality type of black is not bad, the speed is a little slower, the victory is steady, and the fist is hard enough!

"Boom!"

The black man of the power type, just threw the black man of the quality type to the ground, and I could hear the "click" of the bones, which was very harsh.

The mass black man did not give up fighting because of this, and his body reacted quickly, grabbing towards the power black man.

"Pemba!" His fists are slow, but they are quite accurate.

I saw that the blacks of the power type were beaten to the point that they were powerless, and it seemed that the blacks of the quality type would win.

But in the next moment, the power black man saw a flaw in the quality black man, grabbed him behind his back, and threw it again.

This time, instead of easily letting the power blacks fall, the mass black grabbed his hand, grabbed his hand, threw it the ground, and stepped on it.

Although the power blacks have long been on guard, the quality blacks are very steady, and once they catch it, they don't let go.

"Click!!"

I can seem to hear the sound of the strength blacks having their waists broken, and the quality blacks seem to have won this game.

Of course, I don't think so.

Sure enough, in the next second, the strength black man ignored his physical discomfort and attacked directly towards the mass black man again.

Since his waist was basically on the verge of collapse, he walked over with a hunched waist.

"Boom!"

When the two faced each other, the power black man used the last of his strength to grab at the quality black man.

The quality black man struggled hard, but it was useless, and his strength was really not as good as that of the power black man.

At this moment, the power black finally knocked the mass black man to his stomach.

But his body also fell on the body of the mass black man because of the severe pain.

Since it was the mass blacks who fell first, the power blacks won.

But the end of the matter is that both of them will be hospitalized, and in my opinion, the strength type of black man is estimated to be able to fight again.

Every time it is windy and rainy, it is estimated that the body will be unwell!

This is probably his last boxing fight.

Even if technology is developed, it is more troublesome for a person's waist to be broken.

The fight just now shocked me incomparably, the fight of the black people is really a pure power duel, not as much as the action and hard work of us Chinese.

But the ending is the same, both losers!

"How's it going, is it enjoyable?" Song Qingmei looked at me who was stunned and smiled faintly.

"Hey, I'm starting to feel a little uneasy!" I said heavily, not lying at all.

If it was me on the stage just now, I guess it would be enough.

"It's okay, I trust you!" Song Qingmei said, pulling me out of there.

The cute girl behind us also followed!

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